The author and protagonist HE [Transmigration Book]

Not "why you like me".

It's "I can't find a reason not to love you".

Hua Feixue froze in place.

Those words hit her heart one by one, making her heart itchy slightly.

But there is still a small piece that is empty.

It was nameless uneasiness and apprehension.

It's not a question of feelings - as long as Xiao Xiao says, she is willing to believe it.

It was something else... like the restlessness of not being able to grasp something.

The subtle emotions have been lingering in her heart for a long time, until now they are unprecedentedly clear.

Hua Feixue stretched out her hand subconsciously, and tightly grasped Xiao Xiao's wrist.

Xiao Xiao glanced at her unexpectedly.

After a while, he suddenly smiled, and instead of retreating, he advanced.

A kiss landed on Hua Feixue's lips.

The warm and soft touch was extremely real, Hua Feixue's gradually cooling heart rekindled a flame and gradually became warmer.

The posture across the table was a bit awkward, Xiao Xiaogang stood up, but was subconsciously pulled back by Hua Feixue.

Sensing her uneasiness, Xiao Xiao planted another kiss on the center of her brow, lowered his hand slightly, and took hold of Hua Feixue's, with five fingers embedded in it, clasping tightly.

"What you haven't done before... can you continue?" Xiao Xiao asked softly.

Seen by those deep black eyes, Hua Feixue's mind was wandering, as if walking on clouds, almost lost the ability to think.

She subconsciously nodded.

She frowned slightly when the force on her hands became heavier, but when she raised her head to meet the smile in Xiao Xiao's eyes, she didn't want to think about anything.

fair enough.

As long as she's here...

As long as she's around.

end times.

The weather has not been very good recently, the sky is gray and there is a layer of water vapor in the air.

It's just that there are corpses all over the area for several miles, and the temperature rises slightly, and the rancid smell in the air continues to diffuse, fermenting under the action of water vapor, making it even more unbearable.

Zhao Sicheng wiped the rust on the knife in disgust—or maybe it was blood, she didn't really want to distinguish it.

Looking up at the sky, the sun was still hidden behind the gray clouds, and could no longer be used as an indicator to identify the direction. She had to lower her head, facing the tattered map, trying to distinguish the surrounding markers.

This neighborhood was originally a prosperous town, and after the end of the world, it was also used as a base for the vanguard of fighting zombies.

But in just one year, the original refuge has been covered with corpse marks, and there is hardly a living person to be seen.

The few survivors hid in the mountains, knelt down and begged strange passers-by to help them send out the message for help.

There are many records of earthquakes and landslides in that mountain forest, and there are poisonous weeds and mushrooms all over the place, not to mention the erratic weather recently, often the sun is shining brightly for a quarter of an hour, and the cold wind is howling the next.

No one knows how this abnormal climate came about, and no one cares about it after the end of the world.

But the people here said: "Maybe it's retribution."

The tragedy here did not originate from the zombies. The zombies had been basically brought under control five years ago, and scattered single households could not have such a big impact on a base.

These losses are man-made.

As if by nature, after the disappearance of foreign enemies, human beings began to fight among themselves.

No, it should have been earlier.

Even in the most difficult years, there are still human beings who persevere in targeting their own kind with the ability to save their lives.

When the crisis is gradually lifted, such struggles become more and more obvious.

The establishment of a new world, who will lead all mankind, and what kind of new system should be formulated...

People have started arguing about these things.

Only a few people realize that "the same kind" with supernatural powers may be the new threat.

For example, the ruins of the base in front of us can be briefly summed up as the story of the struggle for power between the top leader and the second leader.

The leader has an impulsive personality and a simple mind, but with powerful abilities, others have to obey under his fist.

The second in command is thoughtful, but the ability is weaker than ordinary people, and it doesn't have much lethality. He can only make up for it with brains and strategies, and he has saved many companions.

But it is precisely because there is no intuitive and powerful supernatural ability that the reputation of the second in command is still not as good as that of the first in command, and even those who have been saved by him follow behind the first in command without hesitation.

The second-in-command was resentful, and secretly began to study how to use crystals to enhance abilities.

In the end, the experiment only produced a semi-finished product, but it was enough for him to compete with the top leaders.

Seeing that the crisis outside had weakened, he seized the opportunity to lead his followers to fight against the leader.

I don't know if it was affected by the crystallization, or there was such a big dark side in my heart. The two people originally only wanted to subdue each other, but in the end they turned into immortality.

The version heard by other bases is that the second-in-command deliberately did it.

Not only for the purpose of seizing power, he already had hatred for human beings, and in the end he would torture and kill the surrendered prisoners of war.

Human beings in the last days are not surprised no matter what they do.

But it was still heinous enough for others to approve of the execution of the criminal.

That's why Zhao Sicheng came here.

But she was a step late because she got lost.

When they arrived at the final destination, someone had already dealt with those lunatics first.

Zhao Sicheng only saw the back of that person, dressed in black, with long hair reaching his waist, he must have traveled a long distance here, but he couldn't see the slightest embarrassment.

Sitting on a rock on a hillside, she looked down at the fratricidal crowd below.

Zhao Sicheng was vigilant, took a step forward quietly, saw the woman's side face clearly, tightened his hand holding the knife, and called out in surprise: "Mu Yu?"

Xiao Muyu turned her head, her gaze slid across the sky, and finally fell on Zhao Sicheng's face.

After looking around for a while, she seemed to finally recognize the person.

"Sicheng." Xiao Muyu smiled and said nothing more.

Zhao Sicheng and Xiao Muyu are college roommates, and they are also the ones who have given her the most advice on novels.

They used to have a good relationship, but since the end of the world, they were forced to disperse and never saw each other again.

Zhao Sicheng gripped the knife tightly and then loosened it, and finally let it go.

To her, Xiao Muyu is not just a simple relationship as a roommate from long ago.

She is also Zhao Sicheng's savior.

At the beginning of the end of the world, zombies poured into the campus like a wave and surrounded the downstairs of the dormitory. If Xiao Muyu hadn't pushed her out of the zombie group in shock, she might have died by then.

It's a pleasant surprise to see you now.

Looking at it again, the person in front of him looked a little paler and a little colder, but there was no change.

No arms or legs were missing, no obvious trauma was seen, and even the years did not leave any traces on that face.

Time seemed to stand still on her body.

Zhao Sicheng subconsciously touched the fine lines at the corners of her eyes. She was not too old before the apocalypse, but after traveling between life and death for more than ten years, her body was already weathered, and a lot of gray hair was hidden in her hair.

"Long time no see." Zhao Sicheng put down his hand, and greeted Xiao Muyu after such a long time, "Why did you come here?"

"Same as you." Xiao Muyu replied.

Zhao Sicheng turned his head and looked down the hillside.

Those were the core figures who were fighting for power in that base. Originally, because of their similar abilities, they hadn't decided the winner for a long time. Instead, they gradually lost their minds and turned into monsters enjoying the slaughter.

And they are different from zombies. They also have IQ, can think, and have targeted malice towards others, as well as special abilities.

Scarier than zombies.

However, at this moment, they didn't use any of the abilities mentioned in the information. Instead, they bit and roared at each other like wild beasts, and wrestled together. Occasionally, a few pieces of flesh and blood could be seen being torn off forcefully.

Zhao Sicheng's eyes widened slightly, he couldn't understand the scene in front of him, and he couldn't help muttering: "What's wrong with them?"

Xiao Muyu said: "It's nothing more than losing the ability."

"Lost power?" Zhao Sicheng was startled, "Does the legendary executioner really exist?"

As soon as the words fell, she immediately realized something again, and stared blankly at Xiao Muyu.

Before her arrival, there was only Xiao Muyu present.

She said that she came with the same intention as herself, but she didn't directly intervene in the battle situation, but watched with cold eyes, and it was impossible for the few people fighting like wild beasts to take the initiative to deprive her of her abilities, so there was only...

"Is it you?" Zhao Sicheng asked subconsciously.

"Yes." Xiao Muyu nodded without hesitation.

The battle below came to an end, and the two people standing at the end both fell down, and both sides had turned into blood men.

Not long after, those survivors got the news from nowhere, and threw stones and branches straight at them. Seeing that the fallen person did not respond, they boldly stepped forward again, and stabbed vigorously with hatred.

Some people didn't have knives in their hands, so they picked up stones and branches and smashed them down until their flesh was bloody.

Zhao Sicheng looked away, couldn't bear to look any further, but he didn't step forward to stop him.

"Would you like to sit somewhere else?" She looked at Xiao Muyu.

This sentence means to find a place to catch up on the past.

It is very difficult to find relatives and friends before the end of the world, and there may not be a chance to see them again in the future.

Since meeting is considered fate, a hasty parting will only become a lifetime regret.

Xiao Muyu did not refuse.

They made their way through woods and streams, where the air was much better on the other side of the hill, and stopped at the foot of the hill.

There is a cave nearby, and there are also some old wooden stakes in the forest, with some sprouts sprouting from the corners, and some birdsong can be heard vaguely.

Xiao Muyu was not keen on chatting with her, but Zhao Sicheng found that she almost answered every question, so it turned into a question-and-answer mode in the end. Even the matter of Hua Feixue and Wen Ruoyu in another world, Xiao Muyu did not hesitate. Informed Zhao Sicheng.

Zhao Sicheng took some time to digest the news.

"So... Wen Ruoyu is dead now?"

"I don't know." Xiao Muyu replied frankly, "Her ability was awakened too early, and there is no way to completely deprive her of it, but it can be continuously weakened. The people manipulated by her have gradually awakened, and she was seriously injured. Even if it is large-scale, it may not be able to last for too long."

"Why didn't you kill her directly?" She obviously should have this opportunity.

"Punishing the sinners is what you humans should do." Xiao Muyu replied flatly, "I am only responsible for recovering things that don't belong to them."

Whether to kill or keep, it should be decided by human beings themselves.

What Xiao Muyu did was to strip away those abilities that did not belong to them that could allow them to escape judgment.

Unbiased, but really like a bystander outside the world.

But she still shows mercy elsewhere.

Zhao Sicheng also cared about the matter about Hua Feixue and the new world, but it was difficult for her to react to what she thought only existed in fictional texts suddenly appeared in front of her.

"So...that world...what will happen in the end?" Zhao Sicheng asked softly.

"After I die, it will be out of control and truly become a real world." Xiao Muyu smiled rarely, but it was still very shallow, "A gentler and calmer world, people who have suffered And live happily ever after."

Like Polygonatum odoratum, which suffered an indiscriminate disaster, she will be freer and safer.

Another example is the third prince, in this life he will be reborn in an ordinary wealthy family as an idle scholar.

Of course, it also includes the "protagonist" in the original story, Hua Feixue.

"Are you...will you die?" Zhao Sicheng slightly widened his eyes.

Hearing the other party talk about his own death as soon as they met, Zhao Sicheng was a little hard to accept.

The person in front of her was so calm and frightening when she said this word, as if it was something in her plan.

"Of course." Xiao Muyu looked up at the sky, but most of his vision was blocked by the branches in the forest, "My mission is almost completed, so naturally I should return to where I should go."

She should have gone back sooner.

Sit back and watch human beings toss themselves to destruction.

Even if human beings perish, a new civilization can always be born after the world cultivates its health and rest.

But her selfishness as a human made her stay in this world, recover those dangerous forces little by little, and help human beings regain their balance.

Even after she is gone, human civilization will continue steadily.

"But... what will happen to that world?" Zhao Sicheng asked, "Can the 'you' in that world stay?"

Does that count as “existence” in another sense?

If this is the case, Zhao Sicheng will feel better when he thinks that she is actually living well in another world.

But Xiao Muyu said: "I will die."

Zhao Sicheng was silent for a moment: "...can't you let her stay? Don't you even have the ability to create the world? Why can't you leave a substitute for yourself?"

Xiao Muyu didn't answer right away, as if he was thinking about the reason, or hesitating whether he should explain.

This is her selfishness as a human being.

"Because I can't bear it." Xiao Muyu finally explained, "That's not a substitute."

Xiao Muyu lowered her head and stared at her palm. There was a wound near her thumb. It had already scabbed over, and it was said that the scar would not be visible for a long time, but the wound was still vivid.

Just like when she came back from that dying world a few years ago.

Time stagnated on her, of course not because she had awakened any special abilities.

"Strictly speaking, the 'I' in front of you is just an empty shell with a small part of consciousness. That world is all I am as a human being."

She was reluctant to deceive Hua Feixue with false illusions.

He also knew that Hua Feixue couldn't be fooled.

The human part was stripped out and put in as a connection with that world, growing up with Hua Feixue, and wasting his own life to constantly fill in the missing part of that world.

The one in front of me is almost an empty shell constructed by the will of the world, so naturally there is no such thing as aging.

Zhao Sicheng finally understood why he always felt strange when he saw Xiao Muyu.

At first, I only thought that it was because of the baptism of the last days that he became a lot more indifferent.

As a human being, with the most basic sense of shame and consideration, he would not easily reveal those secrets to others.

I didn't expect it to be so...

Zhao Sicheng couldn't tell what kind of feeling he was feeling in his heart at the moment, but in detail it was more puzzlement and regret.

"But if you died, wouldn't she be even more sad?"

"Now she has friends, family, and responsibilities in the world, but she is just a childhood playmate. After a long time, she will gradually forget it."

"...For a fictional character, is it worth it?" Zhao Sicheng sighed.

"It's worth it." Xiao Muyu smiled.

This is the gentlest smile Zhao Sicheng has ever seen since reuniting with her.

The author has something to say: World Xiao: It’s okay, it’s just a childhood playmate, it will be forgotten soon

Human Xiao: I | put | Ah | snow | sleep |

World Xiao: ...

Human Xiao: I even confessed to her

World Xiao: ...

Human Xiao: She agreed

World Xiao: ...

Destroy the world, tired (bushi

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